my story

Thirteen or four years old, rebellious youth!

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In my memory, I have done a lot of things that I regret, and even thinking about it makes me feel very ashamed.

Time flies between the fingers, my mother seems to have forgotten that, but I will never forget: it is summer vacation, my heart seems to be all playing. I have been on vacation for almost a month, and I don't want to do my homework at all. One night, my mother called me to her side. I thought that there was something good. I walked very happy. Who knows that my mother has a long heart and said: "Children, summer vacation is to let you relax, but it is also for you to be old during the holidays. Knowledge is leaked and filled!" I listened to let me learn, my face stretched out immediately, but my mother asked me to complete at least 10 pages of learning tasks every day. I really couldn't help it. I wanted my mother to say: "I don't care about my affairs in the future, I am sick of people!" Mom no longer quarreled with me, let me go back to the house. At the moment I turned around, I saw that my mother’s eyes were flashing, my heart was touched, but I didn’t look back because I didn’t want to give in.

The night soon passed, I didn't want to get up in bed, the one who loves to play in my mind and the one who loves my mother, I am arguing with you in a word, fighting for a few rounds, the one who loves my mother seems to be another I compromised, so I made up my mind to "not soften my mother!" When I walked out of the door, I saw a tempting breakfast at the table. I seem to see my mother get up early to prepare breakfast for me, wash clothes... I was a little sad when I thought about this.

At noon, my mother made a good meal and seemed to celebrate something. I asked my mother, "What are you doing?" Mom said with a slight smile: "Old, and I am one year old. Hehe..." "Ah? "I have stopped, and I have not slowed down God for a long time." I ran to the calendar, yes, today is my mother's birthday, but I played a cold war with my mother, but forgot my mother's birthday, I regret it, my heart really hurts, I really realize myself Wrong.

My mother didn't care about me because of her unique maternal love, and I couldn't help it anymore. Tears burst out. I hugged my mother and said, "Mom, sorry, my daughter won't make you angry anymore if she knows the wrong daughter." Mommy’s birthday is happy!” Mom also cried, her tears wet my clothes, I wiped my tears, and gently wiped my mother’s tears and told my mother: “The daughter has no expensive gifts for you. , only to send you a heart that always loves you!" Mom finally smiled, I also relaxed a lot.

My story is like this. Along the way, I laughed, I cried, I regretted it. That one thing is like a brush, adding color to my growing album!

The second day of Xinye County Experimental Middle School: Zheng Yulin